“pride comes before a fall(ing ceiling)” as the old saying goes.
after Smug Saturday, came Shitty Sunday.
the sanding and staining of the old beams, the awkward plastering of all that in-between-ness, the re-cleaning and the re-staining of all of those beams, the priming of the new plaster so it was ready to paint, the ocd-precision of all that cutting in… it all took SO MUCH TIME and SO MUCH PATIENCE. and SO MUCH of my rsi WRIST.
i was all ready to apply the final, For Proper, actual top coat late yesterday afternoon. and then the ceiling would be Finished.
i knew there was a bit of a problem on this one bit; the plaster hadn’t bonded properly, but i thought if i stuck it back down with a bit of gripfill and painted carefully, it’d be ok…
cue drama queen tantrum. with paint scraper.